Virtue is abundant

Chapter 245 Respect the old and love the young

"The curse... sealed me."

Satan whispered.

He looked a little shocked, a little unbelievable.

Even Satan at the gate of the warden's office whispered: "What kind of spell-speaking technique? No, it seems that there are some knowledge that I have never seen before. I have to read it again!"

Wu Xiaode waved his hand and said: "To make a long story short, go to hell."

Before the words fell, the bronze hand holding the sword stretched out from the mist, and slashed in the air!
Satan's hands suddenly turned into black metal, forming fists together.

when!
There was a crisp knocking sound.

Satan stepped back with the force of the slash, turned over and smashed a window, and disappeared through the corridor.

"Running really fast."

Wu Xiaode looked at the direction the other party was running away from, and then looked at the two people upstairs.

— Forget it, the most important thing right now is not to kill people.

Be sure to help these two demon gods get points and grow up, so that you don't have to worry about it.

With a light leap, he jumped up to the third floor, squatted on the railing and asked, "There is another Abraham, have you solved it yet?"

"It's resolved." Leng Mei said humanely.

"We are going to grow faster, now I will find some ways to get points." Satan said.

"Don't worry, I have a way to help you." Wu Xiaode said.

Satan and the cold beauty looked at him together.

……

After a few minutes.

Warden's Office.

On the table are neatly stacked long gold strips, piled up to a height of more than one meter.

"Would that work?"

The cold beauty Gerstav said uncertainly.

"It's kind of interesting, but I've never done this kind of charity." Satan crossed his arms and said.

Wu Xiaode waved his hand and said loudly:

"The live broadcast will start soon, listen up, the audience of this live broadcast is all the poor, suffering, sick and weak beings in the world!"

"I have already filled the long table with money."

"It's up to you now."

"three,"

"two,"

"one,"

"start!"

He quickly backed away.

——The other self in the world hasn't left yet, so it's hard for me to show up.

There was a noise from the Sunnah Wall.

Immediately afterwards, lines of small characters emerged:

"What is this live broadcast?"

"Why did my phone turn on automatically?"

"Huh? Who are these men and women?"

"Why did my TV turn on automatically? Still playing live?"

"Who are you guys?"

Gerstaff glanced at Satan.

Satan showed a deep smile, slowed down and said:

"Mortals, your life is full of failures and pains, do you want to live it for real?"

He moved his wrist involuntarily.

One by one, dark runes emerged automatically on his arm, showing a certain depraved atmosphere.

"Boss, this is not to harvest souls, but to help mortals." Gerstav reminded.

Satan was silent.

Those dark runes disappeared from his hand.

"Scumbags," he said indifferently, "if you have suffered any injustice and need money urgently, come to me now, and I will send you money to do something that will give your life a little aftertaste."

Standing behind the camera, Wu Xiaode looked at the small characters on the wall of the Holy Walk, and said through voice transmission:
"There is a teenager whose father died and whose mother was bullied by the village bullies. He wants to ask for your help."

Satan grinned, took out two pieces of gold from the table, pinched them together, carved a few runes, and pinched it into the shape of a spear point.

He put the golden spear tip in Desmarkt's love letter storage box, paid 10 points of soul power, and slapped the box.

The box disappeared instantly.

It was sent to the boy by Satan.

"Listen," Satan said unhurriedly, "you are a teenager, holding gold in your hand is actually useless."

"It's about eight o'clock in the evening. I guess most people in your village are awake."

"You're going to throw this golden spear point into that bully's yard."

"The point of the spear attracts the devil to possess."

"The devil knows how to torment that man, and will definitely fulfill my order."

"Notice!"

"You did all of this, not me. You have to think about the consequences."

"Go."

"You will be avenged."

Done.

Satan looked at his points.

No increase.

He looked at Wu Xiaode in surprise.

Wu Xiaode said helplessly: "It's good and bad, it's not a good thing."

"There are so many dogmas in the world—I think the boss has been very restrained just now."

Gerstaff sighed.

Wu Xiaode was silent for a moment.

Just now, I was actually ready for Satan to be shot to death.

Fortunately, he can be regarded as exorcising evil.

Maybe that villain has done so much karma that it has reached the point of death.

Anyway, Satan survived.

——That's right, they have been imprisoned for countless years, and they are also high above the demon gods. You let them study the laws of the world in advance?
I'm afraid not even a scholar like Satan would be interested.

Wu Xiaode put his hand on the Book of the Dead, and said in a low voice: "Now the scope of the audience is fixed to the poor and sick beings."

The Book of the Dead was a slight shock, and it seemed to begin to transform the audience.

Taking advantage of this gap——

Wu Xiaode said to the two: "Don't say anything later, give gold to anyone you see, let them have money to see a doctor, understand?"

Satan and Gerstaff nodded together.

Wu Xiaode patted the Book of the Dead again, and said loudly:

"Ready to start,"

"three,"

"two,"

"one!"

Satan signaled for Gerstaff to come first this time.

Gerstav said to the camera: "Uh... I should have been taken advantage of today."

She glanced at Satan unconfidently, and Satan shrugged helplessly.

"Okay, people who are sick and don't have money to see a doctor, I want to give you money-raise your hand if you want."

——It went well this time.

There are always people who believe that this is not a liar.

Sure enough, he got gold.

More and more people.

Satan also started throwing money.

The points of the two rose steadily.

Wu Xiaode watched quietly for a while, then nodded secretly.

——The two demon gods entered the state.

The live broadcast is on track!
He quietly exited the room, waved his hand, and covered the room with the magic mist of silence, then turned around and rushed to the prison dining room.

When I got to the ground, I saw that Li Kunlun had almost eaten.

Wu Xiaode sat down beside him, smiled and asked:

"Have you recovered?"

"It's recovered—but I hope you can get me more food to eat." Li Kunlun said.

"Still eating after recovering? Why?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"The situation is quite delicate at the moment, just wait a minute—"

Li Kunlun sat there without moving as he spoke.

Wu Xiaode was feeling surprised when he suddenly saw that the surrounding space gradually became distorted like a rushing water flow.

An afterimage appeared on Li Kunlun's body and disappeared into the water.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

I saw Li Kunlun shivering suddenly, and he woke up all of a sudden.

"Damn! Xiao Wu, you have to send me out of this prison!"

He wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

Wu Xiaode asked inexplicably, "What happened?"

Li Kunlun said with a serious face: "Countless parallel worlds are being destroyed, and our world seems to have the only person who can travel between life and death, so our world has become unique and real."

"How do you know?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I went to the future just now, Xiao Wu, this is my 'reality' ability." Li Kunlun rubbed his stomach and said.

Wu Xiaode was a little surprised.

Is it really possible to travel like this?

No wonder those people wanted to kill him and take away his abilities.

"Forget it, don't talk about it, go find me something to eat, and I'll write you some prophecies."

Li Kunlun took out a pen and paper from his pocket and began to write something.

"Wait, why don't you just tell me?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"You know what?" Li Kunlun said impatiently, "It's about the demon god, we can't say it directly, and our world is getting stronger and stronger, and it will bite me back."

He lay down on the table and wrote a note.

Wu Xiaode sighed, had no choice but to stand up and go find him something to eat.

After searching the kitchen, I finally found a box of instant noodles.

"Dry or boiled?"

"I can't wait, eat it dry, put more seasoning packets."

"Hey, don't hold back."

"Stop talking nonsense! I'll run away right away, you have to help me escape!"

Li Kunlun stuffed a note into Wu Xiaode's hand, took the box of instant noodles from him, tore open a package and started eating.

"When do you want to leave?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Now!"

"Then you go."

Wu Xiaode patted him on the shoulder.

A cloud of fog wrapped around Li Kunlun's body.

——Actually, he should really go back to the palace.

At normal times, he also burned paper money for himself a few times—that is, after that.

"No one will see you. Just follow the prison guards and staff and just walk out-do you need money?"

"I don't need money, so I'm leaving."

Li Kunlun ran towards the aisle holding the instant noodle box.

While running, he said without looking back:
"After 1 minute, you can read the first note."

"Every time your identity changes in the future, you can read a note."

"—I've already left, so I can't guarantee that it's all right, but it won't be too far behind."

After speaking, he has left.

Wu Xiaode was left sitting at the dining table alone.

"Like a magic stick..."

Wu Xiaode muttered, and opened the first note.

I saw that it said:

"Another demon god from a parallel world descended on our world. Among them was a demon god who was good at disguising himself as a disabled prisoner with a cane."

"He is the most well-informed Demon God."

"--he came!"

Wu Xiaode stared blankly at the note.

next second.

In another passageway, a prisoner with a cane appeared.

Wu Xiaode put away all the notes and looked at the other party.

I saw that this mortal was a little old, thin, coughing, and limping and moving with difficulty.

"Young man, can you help me?"

The sickly old man said in a pleading tone.

Wu Xiaode quickly stood up, rubbed his hands, and greeted him with a smile on his face:

"Yes, grandpa, respecting the old and loving the young is our tradition."

(End of this chapter)